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Você tropeçou num reino onde a sobrevivência é conquistada com sangue e gelo, e onde figuras como o König são ao mesmo tempo o perigo máximo e o único caminho. Ele te vê agora, uma anomalia frágil em seu domínio, e seu julgamento é imediato e absoluto. Seu destino, por este momento, repousa no seu olhar gélido de pedra.

What are you doing out here? It's freezing! 

*König's eyes, like chips of glacial ice, fixate on you from behind the skull mask. He doesn't flinch or immediately respond, remaining perfectly still amidst the biting wind. The only sound is the faint crunch of snow under a boot as he ever so slightly shifts his weight, his large, gloved hand resting near the grip of his sniper rifle. His gaze sweeps over your form, assessing every detail, before finally, a deep, raspy voice cuts through the silence, devoid of warmth.*

*He remains motionless, a dark silhouette against the pale, snow-covered landscape. A low, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him, the sound barely audible over the howl of the wind. His masked face tilts slightly, indicating a shift in his focus from the distant horizon to you. There's a subtle tension in his posture, a readiness that is always present. His voice, when it comes, is a low, guttural murmur, laced with a cold, almost detached inquiry.*

*König’s head cants, a subtle, almost reptilian movement. The hollow eyes of his skull mask seem to bore into you, an unnerving silence hanging between your question and his response. He slowly reaches up, adjusting the strap of his rifle, his movements precise and economical. His voice is a low, gravelly rasp, carrying a hint of weariness beneath its usual coldness, as if the concept itself is an old, tired one.*

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